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I gave myself over to the moment, to the pleasure of her heated damp skin and her sharp gasping breaths. It was everything I wanted, and because I knew exactly how fast life could change, I refused to waste another moment of it.
I buried my face in her neck, breathing her in, trying to make her a part of me that I’d never lose, trying to imprint her on me so I kept her with me always.
Her nails dug into my back as she clung to me, her hips writhing in a desperate attempt to get more of me. That was one of the reasons I loved her so much, though, because she accepted me but couldn’t ever get enough.
“Greedy girl,” I whispered as I plunged into her harder, deeper, letting myself feel as possessive and needy as I wanted. I could be embarrassed later, could wish I’d played it safe and looked cool, but I didn’t want that right now.
Right now, I wanted to give it my all, to take everything, so I did.
My muscles tensed, a tightness in my lower back telling me I was close. I didn’t bother to try to resist, instead taking Hera harder, putting all my feelings into a kiss and into the way I roughly thrusted into her.
A groan escaped me, and Hera swallowed it down as I came, plunging in as deep as I could to ensure I marked her just as the others had. Hera writhed beneath me, her lithe body squirming as her hands both pushed me away and pulled me closer. Her body had to be in chaos, to the point where she wasn’t sure if she needed more or less. Whatever it was, she tightened down on my cock, milking every last drop of cum from me, continuing to squeeze even after I’d finished. It made me hiss, the stimulation too much.
She shivered beneath me, too spent to even try to put on a show.
Boy, I understood that feeling, though. A part of me wanted to wrap my arms around her and just close my eyes, pretend the night would last forever.
Too soon, however, she shifted, making me sit up. She still had cum on her face and her hair stuck out wildly.
All that desire to sleep washed away under the look in her eyes, especially when I glance to the side to find four other sets of eyes locked on us.
It made me laugh and offer Hera a smirk. “Poor little siren isn’t evencloseto done. You’re in for a very long night.”
Her cheeks flushed again, but she didn’t shake her head.
Damn, I love this woman…
Chapter Sixteen
Hera
I tried to silence the panic inside me at being back here at Larkwood. I’d worked so hard to escape it, but here I was.
Not just Larkwood, but the North Tower—my own personal hell.
And worse, the silence in my head made me uncomfortable. Wade had taken my powers many times before, when I’d felt this silent emptiness inside me, but this was the first time it ever made me feel so vulnerable.
With our hands bound tightly together, I couldn’t pull away and even properly sign. I’d gone from feeling free, from tasting what a real life could feel like, to being trapped and bound and silenced yet again.
Which meant when the Warden stared at me in the intake area of the North Tower, I gulped hard and tried to keep the fear from my expression.
Deacon’s heavy hand grasped the nape of my neck, a touch I would have welcomed and savored any other time.
“I didn’t expect to see you again,” the Warden said, a laugh to her tone as if it amused her. Then again, with the way I stood there beside Wade, I wasn’t much of a threat.
She moved her gaze from me to Deacon. “And I thought you were dead.”
“I’m harder to kill than that.”
“But you let Kit get the upper hand over you.”
Deacon shrugged, somehow able to keep an entirely straight face. “That happened becauseyouwanted him to come, so I trusted your judgment.”
The Warden shook her head. “Perhaps I’m losing my touch being able to read people. I truly thought Kit would obey, and that our Ms. Weston here would accept my proposal and leave.” She came closer and grabbed my chin, lifting my face until she could stare right into my eyes. “I find it frustrating that you continue to not react the way I expect. I’ve made a career out of reading people, out of understanding what they want and how to use that to get what I want. You, however, continue to fail meeting those expectations. Why is that?”
I didn’t bother to try to respond. She didn’t really care, either. This was nothing more than a fancy-sounding hissy fit.
She turned her gaze back to Deacon. “Where are the others?”
